After leaving Bingzong, Jingmo was not very fast along the way, and he met Pihou in the Luocheng area.
There are still more than three months left, and the next city lord will be selected in Luocheng. According to the news, the Xiao family in Luocheng has focused their energy here. As for the small town of Stu, Xiao Qingyun is still the same, but his behavior is much lower-key than before. There were even rumors that he had offended a certain powerful phantom master when he fell into the Xiao family.
Jing Mo found this rumor amusing. If the Xiao family really offended a certain phantom master, how could they still have the intention to choose the city leader.
No matter what, Jing Mo still planned to meet Chen Qi before heading to the Sunset Mountains.
The silver moonlight filled the entire town of Stu. In the dim light of midnight, a bitch from a certain family was barking for no reason.
Looking at the small town of Stu from a distance, the young man felt something familiar yet strange in his heart. He grew up here, had his first partner or brother here, worked hard to prove his existence for the eyes of others, and understood the so-called hatred and hate here
The Xiao family has suffered a big setback in the small town of Stu. There is no news about the Jingmo family, and they are so angry that there is nothing they can do. In this small town right now, although Xiao Qingyun was holding back a lot of anger, he finally calmed down and focused on dealing with the Chen family's fall into the city.
The summer wind is very soft, and the streets at midnight have a depressing coldness. Jing Mo, whose spiritual sense sensed nothing unusual, was walking like a ghost in the silent streets of this small town at midnight.
The Huo family was wiped out, and there has been no news about the sworn brother Huo Sheng. The Jing family left their house empty. At this time, walking in the small town and getting familiar with the streets, Jing Mo couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.
The shadow under the moonlight, with a sense of mystery, finally stopped at the auction house in Chen's small town.
Knowing that Chen Qi had left and returned to Luocheng, Jing Mo had no need to stay in the auction house and be polite to Chen Bingtong, so he directly chose to leave late at night. But in Chen Bingtong's heart, he deeply remembered Jing Mo, a cold-faced boy who was only fourteen years old.
The Sunset Mountains were once a mysterious and untouchable existence in Jing Mo's heart, but now there is an unspeakable yearning deep in his heart. With the existence of abnormal soul skills and soul-extracting techniques, the ferocious and fearful spirit beast in people's eyes has become the most loyal partner in Jing Mo's heart.
Dense branches and leaves, blocking the silvery moonlight, are sparsely scattered among the trees. The intermittent chirping of insects plays a beautiful and heart-stopping melody under the poignant moonlight. It's just that the sultry spirit beast, unwilling to be lonely in the night, will disturb the sadness and beauty of the jungle at night from time to time.
Jing Mo stood quietly against the thick tree trunk, his eyes slightly closed, and his spiritual consciousness had already been released on a large scale.
Jing Mo has a certain degree of confidence in the soul-controlled spirit beast, but right now he is thinking about more than just that. After advancing to the level of a spiritual warrior, one's strength has never been verified in actual combat. The imitation Seven-Star Soul Dart, Jing Mo even wanted to know if its existence had any meaning.
In spiritual induction, the first-order early-stage black-horned beast that has an understanding of it is naturally the best choice. What Jing Mo wanted to verify at this time was just the imitation Seven-Star Soul Dart.
Although the soul dart is an imitation, Jing Mo has an unspeakable preference for it. Maybe this soul dart has nothing to do with his own spiritual power, or maybe Jing Mo has a perverted and powerful soul power. In short, Jing Mo really likes this seven-star soul dart from the bottom of his heart.
Since he had this soul dart, Jing Mo put the space spirit ring that his father gave him on his finger. With just a thought, he could control the soul dart to flash out of the ring.
By sensing the breath, the spiritual consciousness can only distinguish the existence of the early stage spiritual beasts. As for the black-horned beast, which was the best choice, Jingmo couldn't accurately lock it in the end. However, the next level spiritual beasts are no longer any threat to Jing Mo.
Being in the edge of the jungle, although the number of spirit beasts is not large, most of them are in the early stage of the first level, which is the best choice to test the seven-star soul dart.
After a cup of tea.
Under the dim moonlight of the forest, Jing Mo stood there quietly like a ghost, staring coldly into the grass ahead.
The hissing and rustling of grass blades sounded softly in the night, and not long after, a figure as big as a rabbit came into Jingmo's field of vision.
Six-eared civet cat, this spiritual beast is small in size but has six ears. Not only is its hearing extremely keen, but its body movement is also extremely agile. However, the attack power of this spiritual beast is not very powerful, and it is basically unable to kill the enemy with one blow.
Of course, as spiritual beasts, they are also intelligent. They work together in groups and never act alone. Although these six-eared civet cats are basically at the early stage of the first level, if they encounter a first-level peak spirit beast that is bulky and not thick-skinned, with their agility and speed, which can be regarded as teamwork, they have a good chance of winning. The peak level spiritual beast was tortured to death.
In the darkness of this night, the six-eared civet cat's eyes glowed slightly red. At this moment, they were facing Jing Mo, who was about three feet away.There are scattered,
It¡¯s like he¡¯s thinking and hesitating about something in his mind.
At this moment, Jing Mo has already lured out all the imitation seven-star soul darts. These six-eared civet cats are common spiritual beasts, and Jing Mo has a certain understanding of them. With the agility and speed of the six-eared civet cat, it was the best choice to verify his ability to control the seven soul darts.
Everything is quiet except for the intermittent chirping of insects, and the cool night wind blows the green grass under the hazy moonlight.
Seven palm-sized dark objects floated quietly around Jing Mo, and the six-eared civet cat also made movement at this moment. Maybe it was because Jing Mo was hiding his aura, or maybe these six-eared civet cats didn't take the humans in front of them seriously.
In the hazy night, a dot of red light suddenly lit up, followed by a sound like a rat chirping.
Whoosh! ~~Swish swish
From Jingmo¡¯s field of vision, he could only see those red lights quickly scattering in all directions, which showed how fast the six-eared civet cat was.
For these six-eared civet cats, the distance of three feet away is basically a blink of an eye. Jing Mo reacted by still standing still, but the hanging soul dart flew away at the first opportunity.
Front, back, left, right, upper face and lower legs, the six-eared civet cat attacks basically at the same time, which shows that this spiritual beast is smart and fast.
The six-eared civet cat in the early stage of the first level basically attacks and kills from its sharp claws. However, since it is a spiritual beast, its sharp claws are different from those of ordinary animals. After tearing it apart with all its strength, the old sow's skin was nothing more than paper.
Jing Mo¡¯s entire reaction was extremely quiet, and his black eyes shone coldly.
The attack of the six-eared civet cat entered Jingmo's body in a blink of an eye. It was a simultaneous attack from different directions and angles. In just one moment, seven soul darts in seven directions locked on the target at the same time. It has to be said that Jing Mo's control over this imitation Seven-Star Soul Dart has reached a certain level.
¡°Puff, puff puff puff
In the heart-wrenching sound of the sharp blade breaking through flesh, invisible bright red sprayed and sputtered all over the sky. Almost at the same time, seven six-eared civet cats fell in front of Jing Mo and died on the grass.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? In front of Jing Mo's face, the six-eared civet cat that was not as good as the soul dart was looking at Jing Mo's throat with red eyes, waving its sharp claws and tearing it apart.